I swallowed and killed gods in a strange world

Chapter 220 Divination?

The next day, Makino slept until eleven o'clock before slowly waking up.

Looking at the sun like fog hidden in the veil outside the curtains, Makino sat up weakly and leaned against the head of the bed.

The physical condition seems to be getting worse day by day.

Feeling the physical state of the elderly in advance made Makino a little annoyed.

"It seems that we need to contact Li Henshui quickly." Mu Ye got up and packed his clothes while thinking.

Holding the silver coin that Li Henshui gave him in his hand, Muye made a decision to go directly to the person in charge of United Laboratories stationed in Dongxing City today.

After all, time waits for no one, and if it drags on, I don't know when I will really die of old age.

After a brief perception of the situation outside the house, Makino put on the hood on his robe, opened the bedroom door and walked out.

The living room was empty, there was no sign of Jing Xiran upstairs or downstairs, it seemed that he had gone out.

Makino did not let go of his guard against this girl who appeared suddenly but did not seem to have the slightest purpose.

Last night I promised to come to her house to rest, firstly because I was really a bit too tired, and secondly because if she really had some purpose, then it would be great.

Jing Xiran's residence is remote enough that it is very suitable as a hiding place.

But she didn't do anything deviant, and Makino wasn't so mad that she killed people and robbed the house.

Now that he has almost rested, it is time to leave.

Thinking of this, Muye took out his little cash from the dreamland, and took out five hundred-yuan bills and put them on the coffee table next to the sofa.

After finishing all this, he pressed down his hood with his left hand to hide his face, opened the door and went out with a bang.

The weather in Dongxing City is pretty good today. Apart from the slightly fishy humid air, the bright sunshine is very pleasant.

Although it was already January at this time, according to the history of the Federation, it had just started spring, but Dongxing City was close to the southeast border of the Federation, and had a unique climate feature.

The lowest temperature here is only a few degrees Celsius a year, and the highest temperature sometimes reaches forty degrees. However, whether it is cool or hot, humidity is the biggest climate feature of Dongxing City.

On the way to her residence with Jing Xiran last night, Makino had already memorized the route in this area completely in his mind.

On the left and right sides of the streets, some places are covered with sewage flowing across the ground, and some places are surrounded by buzzing flies. According to the new and old scale of the surrounding buildings, this should be another part of Dongxing City except for the refugee shacks outside the city. Where low-income people live.

If the buildings and houses here were not in good condition, the environment here would be similar to the slums in Nanjiang City.

"Come here, delicious steamed red dates cake!"

“Fragrant and crispy oyster cake!”

"Yellow croakers just caught in the sea cost five yuan a piece!"

"Fresh vegetables just collected from the farm outside the city are cheap and fresh, only 20 yuan a catty! All of them only cost 20 yuan!"

With the footsteps of Muye leaving Jing Xiran's house, the endless shouts from both sides of the interface continued to babble.

There are a wide variety of mobile vendors selling fish, vegetables, and cooked food.

It seems that there is no well-planned market, and everyone can set up stalls on the street at will.

Some passers-by in a hurry will stop and compare their purchases carefully, while others will wave their hands impatiently like Makino,
The truth is that the dirty air here made Makino a little uncomfortable.

When I followed Jing Xiran to this place last night, the street was empty, but I didn't expect it to be so bustling during the day.

Along the way, when the crowd density returned to normal, Makino looked up at the street curiously.

On the side of the long street, there was a man in ragged clothes who looked like a homeless man with a somewhat worn-out violin tucked around his neck.

A melodious and melodious sound came from the belly of the dilapidated violin, and the melody was sometimes urgent and sometimes mournful.

Beside him, there are many children who are also in ragged clothes, and their faces are a little yellow due to lack of nutrition.

They listened to the music, followed the tramp's piano, and played the beat skillfully in their hands. It seemed that this was not the first time they had heard the tramp play.

Some of the children with a more eccentric personality even directed and danced on their own. The anguish of life did not occupy their faces. At this moment, there was nothing but laughter on the faces of these children.

Looking at this scene, Makino seemed to think of his former self. He stretched out his hand and pressed his hood again. Makino took out two ten-yuan coins from his pocket and put them in the violin case at the homeless man's feet.

The homeless man who got extra money didn't stop playing, but it was obvious that his piano sound seemed to be excited.

Makino didn't stay long, just nodded slightly, and left amidst the growing cheers of the children around him.

After the song ended, the tramp put down the violin he was clamping around Bo's neck.

He looked down at the two ten-yuan bills lying alone in his violin case, and while the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he turned his head to look in the direction where Makino left.

Muye, who was hurriedly walking on the Xiran street, was always paying attention to the surrounding environment and the crowd. He hadn't felt the breath of life like this on this long street for a long time.

Although there are many numb faces in the crowd, what he sees are more people who are working hard to make a living.

Looking up at the end of this bustling long street, Makino caught a glimpse of an iron sign standing with the words "Liuxian Street" written in white on a blue background.

I don't know who came up with this name, it doesn't fit in with the atmosphere here.

The T-junction at the end of the long street and a road that cuts across the long street converge into a small square.

Looking from a distance, there are many small simple tents set up in the small square, some of them are dressed strangely, with colorful clothes, and the children who are only in their teens are handing out leaflets everywhere.

When Makino approached the small square, a little boy in a rainbow-colored striped gown approached him and handed out a flyer.

"No, thank you." Makino waved his hands and said at the top of his voice.

The little boy who distributed the leaflets to Makino froze for a moment, surprised by Makino's politeness.

It seemed like he hadn't been treated like this in a long time.

Bowing solemnly, he handed out the leaflet again and said, "Sir, there will be a circus performance here tonight, you can come and see it then."

"A circus performance?" Makino was a little curious. He had never seen a circus praise in this world.

With a hint of interest, Makino took the leaflet from the little boy.

Just when he was about to check the contents of the leaflet in his hand, a slightly nervous voice sounded from behind Makino.

"Sir, do you want to divination?"

Turning his head subconsciously, Makino saw a woman wearing a pointed hat similar to a witch's and a long black skirt mopping the floor standing in a low tent not far behind him.

(End of this chapter)